Tasty Mystery Baskets of Clips

Tomorrow night? Like we agreed? El Patio Restaurant.
Best I can
You bet, man.
Come on, help me here.
- Let's go. - Harlan.
...hiding, scared out of his wits.
Oh, my... Jesus Christ.
But it don't mean that I don't know that our 309 ain't more than their 602.
Happy Birthday Bill Whelton! Your time has come!
The bikes!
I've never seen anything like it in my life.
- What do you want to buy? - Cadillac that I still don't have the time
Why didn't you tell him you wear glasses?
Stinking hippie.
- I'll take that. - All right, if I see yours.
Sounds reasonable.
- Don't expect I'll need these no more. - Take it easy, Ma. This is the easy part.
Excuse me. Could I put this back there for a while?
Thank you. $5, $100 and $200...
Drinking horse piss. What is this?
Don't you got no special of the day?
Now, if you'd please step over there for your photograph.
His ape.
He must weigh 25 pounds.
Wait a minute.
- Back home, I suppose. - Denver?
Watch out for the truck!
...to pretty Miss Lynn Halsey...
- What will you have? - A beer.
...of these places we can go to. They all know you.
Has Philo Beddoe been around?
And she started to scream.
Tell me, just what is the country-western mentality?
Hospitable, my ass. Get off my porch!
Been trying to get your attention for five minutes.
...for a 602.
Well, you must go through a lot of women like that.
Orangutan, Ma. Clyde's an orangutan.
...Taylor.
I never knew nobody who could hit so hard or so fast.
- She was with a guy named Philo Beddoe. - Don't know no Philo Beddoe.
Because I never met anyone that made me feel like you do.